His Brother's Obsession

Chapter 15: Unexpected Visitor

I do sincerely apologize for my absence as of late. I have been dealing with many issues in my life that were out of my control. I was trying to find myself again. I hope you all understand. 💟💟💟

     Thank God for the weekend! It's Friday night and I'm ready to wine and dine. I've invited Helena over since she's gonna be in town for a couple weeks. And I've offered her a room in this now quiet home. James left a while back. He got a job, saved up and got a studio apartment about an hour away from me. It's too good to be true. He found a job the same day I told him I'd kick him out! Guess that threat was too much to test. Come to think of it I don't know if I would have actually done that. I'm too much of a caring person to treat anyone with such distaste. Even though I could have lived either way. I've had so much time to myself that it seems surreal. I still get calls, texts, and emails from Justin but the distance is really starting to affect me. The last time we talked he said he'd be home in less than 6 months. That's a long time for a married woman with no kids. I get lonely easily and my mental is all over the place everyday. I try to write out my plans for the day so I don't get too caught up in my thoughts. It's been quite a journey.

     As the morning moves faster and faster I feel more and more anxious. It's been a while since I've had a drink but I can't help myself. Plus Helena won't let me go out without pregaming, aka having like five to six shots. But that's ok at least I can have a worry free night. I've been visualizing my outfit and of course I have to go with a little black dress with black heels. All black everything. Either way my wardrobe hasn't made much of an appearance anywhere except work and home. And those clothes aren't very appealing after you've been wearing them for years and years. It gets old. After hardly working I make my way out of the office. It's pretty quiet this time of night but either way it's nice to be able to walk around in the evening and feel somewhat safe. I take my heels off and walk over to my car. My phone vibrates in my bag continuously. It's still ringing as I flop onto the drivers seat. So I look at it. It's Helena. She called me but then left a voicemail,

'I can't wait to get wild tonight! It's been too long! See you tonight babes! Love ya *kiss kiss*'

I ascend the front steps and make my way to the door. I take a deep breath and open it. The security system is ALWAYS set so I'd know if someone had tried to break in. I also got the locks and code changed after James moved out for a little extra security. I understand from what he told me that he is trying to change but that doesn't happen overnight. And it doesn't happen in a few months. Not for someone like him. Inside the house I clothes the blinds with the remote and set the cameras to be on until Helena gets here. She was on her way to my house as soon as I told her I was leaving work. I go upstairs and start the shower. I turn on the fan for circulation so it's not too steamy and moist but still warm enough to get naked. Walking into my room and to my closet I search for the dress I was hoping to wear tonight but for some reason I could not locate it. After a few more minutes I go back to the restroom and start to undress. I have a small window above the shower that doesn't close or have a privacy screen. It's the second floor of the house so I figured I wouldn't need all that.

Using my favorite body wash and my African sponge for exfoliation and softer skin, I take a shower, long enough to get clean and smelling fresh, but short enough to save water. The aroma of the soap I use tends to linger about an hour after I'm out so I usually finish getting ready in the restroom. I pull out my makeup bag, which I only have a few brushes and eyeshadows in it, one mascara wand, one lipstick, one foundation, one brow pencil and one setting mist. I recently cleaned out my makeup since I've had much more time alone. Declutter is necessary for staying sane in a house full of stuff and just yourself. I hurriedly apply some light makeup and lip gloss and run to my phone that's ringing on my bed. I get there too late and the phone showed a missed called from Helena. I redialed her number to see if everything is okay but to my surprise she doesn't answer. Maybe she butt dialed me. I shrug it off and continue getting ready.

I walk over to my vanity in my room. I take my favorite perfume and apply a generous amount to my neck, wrists, elbows and behind my ears. It's a roll on perfume called Amber Oil. Smells amazing and lasts for hours! It's a bit pricy so I tend to only repurchase when I'm nearly out. I hear my phone ping and go to see who texted me. Unknown number. Huh. Not sure how an unknown number can even reach my phone since I have block unknown numbers on in my settings. Sometimes iPhone is not that smart. I go to see what the text message said.

I love the way that perfume smells on you.

I drop the phone and reach under my desk for my gun but its not there. I start to sweat just a little and put my palm on my forehead, messing up my makeup. Its fine. Maybe you just misplaced it and forgot where you put it. I try to reassure myself although I never put my weapon anywhere else. I go to the restroom to fix my makeup and realize I need to put on my wedding ring from after the shower. I open the cabinet above the sink where I keep the original box Justin had my wedding ring in when he proposed to me, and the box is missing.

What the hell is going on? Now I am officially going insane. I want to say its Helena playing a sick joke on me but she knows what James did to me a few years ago and how I was scarred from it. I have a gut feeling tonight is not going to be a good night. I pick up my phone again and see that I have another missed call from Helena. And I have a text message that says, 'I'm outside, come open the door please.' I go down to the kitchen and grab a knife from the knife block. I unlock the doors and disarm the security system. When I open the door my heart sinks to my stomach. It's James.

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THIS STORY IS JUST ABOUT OVER. ITS JUMPY AND INCONSISTENT AND I DO APOLOGIZE FOR THAT. MY ABSENCE WAS BETTER FOR MY MENTAL HEATLH. I APPRECIATE ANYONE WHO READ, VOTED, AND ADDED TO THEIR LISTS.

I have also started another story, which will probably be much shorter than this one. Its about super heroes! I have tons of ideas I want to put out so stay tuned for those other stories as well.